This is a series of connected one shots about a polaymorous relationship between a Metkayina female reader and aged up Neteyam and Lo'ak. Many parts contain strong dom/sub tones and shows of possessive behavior. Please read at your own risk. I will...
Synopsis: It seems ridiculous to care, but Lo'ak isn't the most estatic to see how you and Neteyam have spent your time while he's been away. You're more than willing to give him his own little one on one time
Warnings: oral (fem receiving), explicit MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, p in v, aged up characters, established relationship, polyamory, dom Lo'ak, dom Neteyam, squirting, sub reader, power imbalance, jealousy, sibling rivalry, dirty talk, semi public sex.
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"You're going to hurt your eyes staring at the sun like that, baby girl." Neteyam warns you. Still, your gaze is locked to the horizon. The water is calm and clear, only the occasional canoe or ilu and rider surfacing. Nothing showing the shape of what you truly desire to see.
"Yawne." Neteyam tries again, finally breaking your focus away from the pulsing water. Looking up from your place in the sand, it's easy to see the fond amusement in Neteyam's golden eyes. "He won't be back until tomorrow."
You huff and turn away from him.
"I know that." Your efforts to remain nonchalant are unsuccessful with the eldest brother. A deep chuckle rumbles in his chest before you feel his shadow encapsulating your form. He leans directly over your sitting form till his playful eyes meet yours directly, blocking the view of the ocean. Neteyam's tight braids dangle and sway upside down with the ocean breeze carrying them along.
"Then why do you keep looking for boats?" A hairless eyebrow raises back at you and it becomes hard to hide your pout.
It seems that your attempts at spotting the hunting party were not as subtle as originally imagined. Then again you figure nothing concerning you and the brothers is ever subtle. It's been five days since Lo'ak left with the hunting party out past the reef. It's the longest the two of you have been apart since mating. Sure there were times when one or both of the brothers were needed in these groups, setting out across the waves to gather greater supplies for the clan, but that had been when you were teenagers.
Back then you could not verbally call them as yours. Even on those occasions you had been worried and anxious for their return, but those were thoughts that had to be kept to yourself. You can still remember Lo'ak's smirk the first time you had bounded into his arms after he had been away on a three day journey. He was pleasantly surprised but wasted no time in pressing your body closer to his. Pulling away with inflamed cheeks, you could see the obvious pride that glimmered across his features.
It was clear he knew of your little crush.
Now, having been mated to both brothers for several months, you are acclimated to their presence. You are fortunate enough to wake up with at least one of the Sully boy's wrapped around you. Each night you fall asleep pressed between them, a game of footsy inevitably taking place throughout the night. Even with each of your busy schedules and responsibilities you seem to always find time to spend with them frequently.
